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“There’s no point. Whatever you think you can do to me, Neo will do much worse.”
“Why is it that us girls are always underestimated in this world? Really, you think my boyfriend is scarier than I am?”
“Yes.”
I hold his hard penis in my palm. “I don’t know, Benny. Seems to me that you like me a lot.” Squeezing a little, I pick up the shears from the ground with my free hand.
“Oh fuck,” one of the soldiers mutters under his breath. “She’s not going to…”
“Yep, I think she is.”
Looking back over my shoulder, I see both of my brother’s men cupping their junk. “I like you, Benny, which is why I’m giving you one last chance to tell me where Renzo is before I cut your tiny excuse for a dick off and shove it down your throat.” My voice is calm, sweet even.
“I can’t,” he says.
Again, I’m being underestimated. He doesn’t believe I’ll follow through. “Well then…”
I don’t give any other warning before I take the shears and begin severing the appendage, starting at the base of his dick. It takes a bit of force to slice all the way through. Blood spurts out and coats my hands.
“Got it,” I say, jumping to my feet and holding out my trophy like a fisherman displaying his first catch of the season.
Benny makes my job easy. He screams—a gut-wrenching, shrill sound that echoes off the walls—which means I don’t even have to pry his mouth open before I shove his own dick down his throat.
“Don’t worry, Ben, most guys dream of being able to blow themselves. Now you can.” I pump his cock in and out of his throat a few times. He gags and tries to snap his mouth shut. Pushing the lump of flesh inside, I force his jaw closed. He’s going to die choking on his own cock. “You really should have just told me where he was,” I whisper into his ear, knowing my voice will be the last he’ll ever hear.
Once I watch every drop of life drain from his pathetic body, I turn around to see the two soldiers appearing a little paler than usual. And my brother smiling so huge it’s scary.
“Are they okay?” I ask Theo, pointing to his men.
“They’ll survive,” he says. “Can we go home now?”
“Sure.” I look down at myself. I’m covered in blood, my dress cut up and destroyed.
“Here, put this on.” Theo removes his jacket and drapes it over my shoulders.
I don’t know why, but I always feel a little remorse after taking a life. And tired. Like I could sleep for a week straight. While I’m doing it, though, I feel powerful. Alive.
“Here, talk to him before he goes completely apeshit.”
“Neo?” I ask, raising the phone to my ear.
“Angel.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Fuck me… I’m fucking confused as fuck. Watching Angelica torture and end that fucker’s life has my cock straining against my pants. Seeing her afterwards, though… how she sinks into herself… appears worn out. That shit has me wanting to wrap her in my arms and never let her go. Then I remember the rage I’m feeling towards her for going out and doing this on her own.
However, the moment she says my name into the phone, all of those feelings fade away into the blackness. “Neo? You still there?”
“Yeah, Angel. I’m here.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers.
“Just come home, Angel. We can talk about this later.” I hang up, knowing T will drop her off here. And that knowledge has me pushing to my feet and heading back into the theater, to pick up a sleeping Izzy and tuck her into bed.
She stirs as I carry her to her room. “Neo, is Mama back yet?”
“She’s on her way, Bel. Go to sleep. She’ll be here when you wake up.”
